1880 King of the Western

Chapter 4 enemy attack

Frisco is a distinctive Victorian-style gold mining town with more than 300 wooden two-story buildings, basically arranged in two neat rows, with an avenue of about 2 miles in length running through the town. The total population is nearly 2,000 people.

This population has far exceeded the size of a typical western town of 50–200 people.

Wherever there are gold mines, there will be a swarm of gold diggers.

There are two eight-meter-high towers in the town, one in front of the other and one in the back. There is a copper bell on each of them. There is a bell hanging inside the bell - when an enemy is discovered, the copper bell is rung for alarm.

The town’s police station is more than 300 meters away from the front entrance.

Sheriffs and deputy sheriffs in small towns in the American West are sworn law enforcement officers who enforce the laws enacted by the county. They have the power to arrest suspects and bring them before a judge, and they can also sign arrest warrants and subpoenas.

These Sheriffs and Deputy Sheriffs are also called Sheriffs. They are not selected, but elected by local residents. They belong to the local police and can be said to be civil servants.

They get money from the county court and are under the jurisdiction of the county court. They have no direct relationship with the state police and federal marshals, but a collaborative relationship.

There is also a type of police officer called federal marshals, who are responsible for enforcing federal laws and are equivalent to federal law enforcement agencies such as the FBI in the 21st century. However, when local small towns have an insufficient police force, they sometimes also serve as the police chiefs of some local towns.

The bailiff of the small town of Frisco is Duncan Sinclair, a Scotsman who also works in the police station.

Because western towns often have insufficient police force, when there are numerous gangsters, the sheriff will call some male residents of the town, give them each a police badge, and serve as temporary police officers during the riot control process.

After the mission is over, the police chief will take back the police badge, and the identities of these people will become civilians again.

Therefore, these days, the chiefs and deputy chiefs of small western towns are mostly veterans and are highly skilled.

Because if you are not skilled enough, you will easily die in the line of duty.

Among the 25 police officers chasing the gang this time, Sheriff Bryan and 4 deputy chiefs were included. The other 20 people, including Henry, were temporary police officers.

The almost total annihilation of the army was an extremely heavy blow to the entire town. At least twenty families lost their support.

Henry drove eleven horses to the stable next to the police station in a storm. The intensive sound of horse hooves alerted the police officers in the police station.

A bald, thin, hawk-nosed white man in his forties, Deputy Sheriff Ronald McKinley, came out with three police officers.

"Henry, what's wrong with Sheriff Brian?" Ronald asked in a deep voice.

Henry replied: "We chased 8 gangsters to Coyote Hill and were ambushed by 36 other gangsters. Chief Bryan and other police officers were killed in the line of duty, and all 44 gangsters were eliminated."

A strange light flashed in Ronald's eyes. Just when he was about to say something, an old but powerful voice came from behind him: "Little Henry, do you know who these gangsters are?"

Following the sound, an old man in his sixties with white hair and a white beard walked out of the police station with three guards, passed Ronald, and stood about 2 meters away from Henry.

This is the mayor of the town, William Sinclair.

Sheriff Brian was recruited by him.

At the same time, the Sinclair family is also the largest of the three major families in the town.

The other two families are the McKinley family and the Palermo family.

Each of these three houses has between thirty and fifty escorting gunmen.

Among them, the Sinclair family was the earliest and the strongest.

But now Chief Bryan and four deputy chiefs of the police department have been wiped out, and a considerable part of the Sinclair family's wings have been clipped.

With one ebbing and the other ebbing, it becomes difficult to say.

"The bandit leader looks to be about thirty years old, with dark brown hair, a beard, and a flame tattoo on the inside of his right wrist." Henry said.

William nodded and said: "Then he should be Michael Dolin, an Irish executioner. The Dolin Gang he formed has committed many major crimes and has wanted orders in many states."

Henry said: "Michael's body is in the hills. In addition to the eleven horses I brought back, there were 20 police horses and 31 gangster horses, so we had to make another trip to collect the other police officers and Michael. Bring back your body and the horses."

At this time, four more police officers in their twenties came out of the police station.

Henry immediatelyely said: "Pete, the four of you came out just in time. Help me lead these 10 horses into the stable."

Pete, who was thin and slender, rushed to the horse carrying Sheriff Brian's body with a quick stride, his blue eyes instantly filled with tears.

He is Sheriff Brian's nephew and Henry's only friend in the police station.

"What's going on? Uncle Brian is so powerful, how could this happen?" Peter subconsciously asked in disbelief.

"Yes! Henry, please explain first why even a powerful gunman like Sheriff Brian could not escape, but you were unscathed?" Deputy Sheriff Ronald said coldly.

Ronald, as the McKinley family's thorn in the police station, has always been suppressed by Chief Bryan.

As Sheriff Brian's confidant, Henry never paid attention to Ronald's ideas and orders.

Henry now even suspected that Ronald was involved in Brian's ambush.

Henry smiled lightly and said, "Of course it's because I'm stronger."

Ronald choked at Henry's shameless tone.

He knew very well the strength of Chief Brian, and his rifle marksmanship was definitely among the best among the gunmen he had ever seen.

This is the crystallization of talent and sweat. How can a young man who has just turned 20 have such perfect skills?

What's more, Ronald had seen Henry's marksmanship three months ago, and he could only say that it was unsatisfactory.

Ronald said with a straight face and calmly: "Your explanation is unreasonable. I have reason to suspect that you and the gangsters cooperated inside and outside, which led to the death of all other police officers."

Henry said disdainfully: "If you can't provide evidence to prove it, your rash slander has seriously tarnished my reputation. I will formally challenge you to a duel!"

Ronald could hardly believe his ears.

Shit! Doesn't this kid know how much he weighs?

"Scoff! Sheriff Ronald's suspicion is reasonable, not to mention what qualifications you have to challenge him to a duel? I'll teach you a lesson for him." James, with a fierce look on his face, interjected.

He is one of Ronald's three horsemen. He is tall and has accurate marksmanship. He is also of Irish descent.

Mayor William said seriously: "Gentlemen, the situation is unclear now. We are short on combat workforce. Don't argue. We will wait until later."

Henry's grandfather was the police chief of the town during his lifetime and had a close relationship with William.

William obviously didn't believe Henry's words, but he trusted Henry and thought he had some hidden agenda, so he interrupted Henry's duel proposal to prevent the impulsive Henry from being killed.

At this moment, the alarm bell on the high building at the entrance to the town rang, and at the same time, a sharp scream came from afar: "Enemy attack! Dozens or hundreds of bandits on horseback!"